Shiva, I thought you couldn’t surprise me more. But in this post each line is a philosophical statement by itself, to ponder on the being of us humans. I love the deepness of it and the beauty of the messages. I am inhaling and exhaling by reading it for the 5th time. Above all of them , my favorite line is ” Time waits to offer eternal bliss”. That is the TRUTH of all. Thank you for sharing your meditational words and thoughts. May much bliss come to you, enjoy it. Cornelia

Thanks Cornelia, like how you did read it repeatedly I read your comment. You ponder my posts in the right perspective and I get overwhelmed.
I was thinking just like that… are we not going according to time and does it not wait for us to accomplish. So then I thought of its womb…😃
Ultimately it frees us into the ultimate. So that is the Surprise you see. Hahaha

I got tears at last when you said “May much Bliss come to you”. May shall it come to You too Cornelia.
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Shiva, I thought your idea with the womb was brilliant. Thank you so much for your thoughtful reply, it’s always great to have communications like that. We will share the bliss together. Thank you Shiva.

Yes I first thought it so Miriam that doesn’t it not sounds funny. Cause Time never waits for anyone. So then I thought the twist that I am thinking is more in-depth.

If it could go for debate then there is no ending to it.
Your question seems to be more scientific. If I say it flows through us or vice versa it will be one sided. So I say it both ways. That is what is right.
Thanks
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Beautifully penned, Shiva. Very deep in meaning and with a powerful message. I love existentialist poems that reflect upon time. These lines especially resonate with me:
“Time alerts, rings warning bells time and again

Thank you so much for coming back to my blog, Shiva. I really appreciate this. However, there is a much better writer than me, whom I strongly recommend you and all your followers. I think you are also following him? It is my friend Mario Savioni. His novel “Pickles and Tarts” (very short chapters, easy to read), is a story where 54-year-old Frank has been selected by 19-year-old Nicole through a dating site. Frank looks at Nicole’s photos on the site and is attracted to her beauty. Nicole tells him she has a boyfriend and is not interested in a romantic relationship. She adds: “It’s fun to talk to different people sometimes.” The only apparent thing Frank and Nicole seem to have in common is their interest to write stories. Perhaps they want to meet just to write one together? Now Frank has already started to imagine this story, a story-within-the-main-story. “Pickles and Tarts” is a lovely story of illusion-delusion, dream-reality, non-conformist with the Capitalist system, reflective on love, sex, drugs, abuse, loneliness and human relationships in today’s world. It is profound and highly intriguing. I recommend chapters 11 and 12 that especially deal with sexual abuse, bullying and loneliness:

Marta that seems to be interesting. I shall go through.
I would be very happy if Mr Mario visits my posts and passes his comments. It is so overwhelming when a true and good writer visits you and comments.
Even in your last comment you had mentioned about him. He truly is a great writer.
Thanks

You are welcome. Mario is a good friend of mine. I am sure he also appreciates you as a writer. If he doesn’t visit your blog or write comments is because he lacks the time. Unlike me, he has a job he hates; it takes out all his energy. That is why I am helping him with his blog. Without meeting Mario I would never have started to write poems nor created my blog nor crossed paths with you, Shiva.

Some people come like Angels in life, that is what existence does.
I think you have read my post “Oh My Angel Manifest” in which I have mentioned about the Angels that come in life since the very beginning of life on Earth. Most times they do not show up or we do not know the person and situation how did the Angel come and go.
That is the beauty of this life you know.
If Mario hates his job, he should slowly find ways to quit. I feel he is on it.
Work is one pressure and obligation, finding ways to make it enjoyable is The Criteria.

I also think Mario is on his way. The problem is his age. He is like my husband (who also hates his job), getting closer to the age of retirement, at least, of early retirement. That would be the best even though it is probably more difficult in Capitalist USA than in Europe where my husband and I live. Mario is a good friend of mine. He is like the big brother I never had. I wish both my husband and Mario could get early retirements. I love my job as a teacher. I am privileged because it is really hard if you have picked a line of work you do not particularly like.

Brilliant poetic words so well thought of on TIME, Shiva and each and every stanza of yours was perfect. Time that waits and Time that does not wait. It is us who have to know which Time is Perfect for us. Very nice poem, too good.

Certainly not a poem you can rush through in a hurry. It demands you read and chew over the ideas being expressed.
This is my favourite line: “Life in the womb of time wanders and whirls”
Thanks for sharing your creative message.

By the way Lady Carol please go through the post just below this one “In Silence of Forests …..”
As I am eager to know your thoughts on that.
As there are very few who would allow to give a thought….
Thanks 😊

Now you frighten me Shiva. You have so many fans I cannot believe you need my comment. I fear it may be that I cannot comment either because I do look for those posts which I can understand and leave a comment worthy of your time, thought and effort. Give me time please. 🙂

I do not understand why it made you think so.
I know You shall understand and that will be worthy of You being such a fantastic Blogger and writer. Your Purpose shall be accomplished.
You can definitely take time Carol. 😃
Thanks